STOP COMPARING DEATH AND DIVORCE Please just stop. A few weeks after my late husband passed away was my first preview into the competitive world of, whats worse, death or divorce? and it made me infuriated. Here I was, a newly grieving widow, dealing with the end of life stuff, shock, two tiny children and tons of grief and someone …
WHEN YOU’RE OKAY The past few days I spent in my old town, just a few doors down from the house we lived in when he died. This was also the house we brought our babies home to after their birth and the house he loved and adored. I sold that house about a year after his passing, it seemed …
AFTER THE KISS He kissed me softly and as he did, I tried to quiet my mind and stop the noise. I tried to live in the moment and embrace this new page in my story without expectation and without concern for what it meant to my past and for my present. I tried to enjoy that split second and …
A WIDOW DATING…THE LAST FIRST KISS We met again, and again, and again. There were coffees, lunches, and hikes that all seemed to flow more smoothly than the last. He seemed confident in what he was looking for in a woman, and I could tell by the look in his eyes that I held all of the qualities he had …